Fly to me

I never met a bluebird I didn't like. I'm inculding jays, too, and herons, swallows, buntings and kingfishers. Whenever one appears, even in a blue blur, dim prospects brighten and the world seems like a hopeful place again.

According to John Burroughs, the naturalist, the bluebird is considered the harbringer of peace.

Their back is the color of the sky, and their chest that of the red clay of earth, so that in them, the celestial and the terrestial strike hands together in harmony and are fast friends.

I have a whole flock of bluebirds that fly on the wall above my stove. They are pleasant company while I flip pancakes or wait for the water to boil for tea.

My dignity evaporates when I see a bird with blue feathers. "Pull over!" I screech to my husband, as we wend our way along the estero in Morro Bay. "Its a Belted Kingfisher!"

I'm lucky enough to see it dive into an inlet, and surface again in five seconds with a squirming minnow in it's arrow like beak. Maybe we (I'm including you in this, I know you feel like I do) love them because what we really want is to hitch a ride and neslte in all that blue loveliness.

I know his necklace looks as if it were snatched from the neck of a sleeping mermaid by a heron. But its the creation of the wonderful Nina Bagley. http://www.ornamental.typepad.com/

Saturday night supper among the blues. Tonight it will be citrus honey baked chicken, green salad and potatoes mashed by my husband. They are so light, you don't even need a spoon to scoop them out, they just drift from the pot right onto the plate.

Thank you for visiting my treehouse. I hope you'll call again.

xx

julie
P.S. I've been tagged by Lesley at Sea Blue Sky and Abstracts.

Six Silly things that make me happy:

When my dog yawns

Hearing a belly laugh

When a stranger smiles at me
Finding a bird feather
the smell of fresh chamomile

dreaming of flying

Now its your turn, Farmhouse Kitchen, Aunt Jenny and Bird nest on the ground!

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